Famous with a Chance of a Huge Secret [UNDER EDITING]

Chapter 13 - What About Us?

{Ryan's POV}
Today I was just hanging with Ash at the park when she compliments me. I mean, I'm crazy about her, but does she feel the same way about me? "And that's why we can't have nice things!" I finished off the story I was telling her about me and Matt being roommates. She laughed. "Ryan, you're the most random guy on this planet!" I blushed. "I-I'm glad you t-think so..." No! Why, out of all the times I'm with her, I start to stutter?!? Argggh!!!

I looked into her eyes and she looked into mine. We locked eye contact. I could feel my face start to heat up. I bet I was bright red. Ash's face had a tint of pink in it. I got so lost in her eyes. They were emerald green. They sparkled like them, too. No wonder she was so beautiful. "Ryan," she started. "Yeah?" I asked, like I wasn't getting lost in her eyes. "You're about to take a step..." "Into your heart?" I asked, getting closer. "No, you're about to take a step and-" It was too late. I tripped on a rock and scraped my arm, while my other arm twisted and caught me.

I just sat there, in pain and so embarrassed. "Oh my gosh, Ryan, are you okay?!?" Ash helped me up. "Yeah, I'm good," I said, not wanting to tell her that I twisted my wrist and may have scraped my arm bone. "Is anything broken?" she asked, lifting my arms up, looking for bruises and scratches. "Ash, I'm fine," I assured her. "Promise!" "Ryan, I heard a scrape. Which arm was it?" "Ash, calm down, I don't like it when you worry about me," I confessed. "It was my left arm, I may have scraped a bone, and my right wrist may be twisted, but I'm good."

"And you expect me not to worry?!?" she yells. "Ash, listen," I try to calm her down. "No, Ryan, you listen!" She tells me, firmly. "I'm taking you to a doctor." She grabs my arm gently and pulls me to go. "Is there anyway I can talk you out of this?" I smile. "Nope." She smiles back. I laugh. "You haven't changed." "Neither have you!" she laughs.

I start to get in the driver seat of the BMW, but Ash pulls me out. "You really think I'm going to let you drive with a scraped arm bone and a twisted wrist?" she asks. "And you really think I'm going to let you drive my BMW, A.K.A., my baby?" I joke. She gets up in the driver seat and I get in the passenger seat. Then she drives to the doctor...

{Ash's POV}
When we get to the doctor, I check Ryan in as he sits down. Man, I hope the others aren't worried...anyways, we wait for about 10 minutes. Ryan makes pain sounds here and there, but nothing too bad. I gently lift his arm to see where the pain is. I feel him tense up as I lift his arm, but then he relaxes. "Does it hurt that bad?" I ask him. "What do you mean?" "Everytime I pick your arm up, you tense up, but then relax," I explain. "Oh," he said. I could see a light red in his cheeks as he looks down. "No, not that much."

"Then why do you tense up then relax?" I ask. "Ummm..." "Ryan Damon?" The doctor calls us. "Well, that's me," Ryan says, standing up. I stand up, too, and we walk back. "Hi, Ryan, my name is Dr. Everhart. Now, tell me, why are you with us today?" she asks. "I feel like I scraped my arm bone and twisted my wrist," Ryan answers. She nods. "What happened?" "He accidentally tripped over a rock on the sidewalk and scraped his arm on it, while his other hand twisted while trying to catch himself," I reply. She lifts Ryan's arm up.

"Oh, dear, there are some scratches and bruises on this arm," she says, examining Ryan's arm. "Okay, come back here with me and we'll get a few x-rays." We nod and walk back to a room. After the x-rays, Dr. Everhart came back with the results and said, "Well, Ryan, it looks like your arm is broken and your wrist is sprained. I'll have to get a cast and a splint for you so your arm and wrist can heal." She walked back and went to go get the splint and cast.

"Oh my gosh, how?!?" I freaked out. "Ash, it's okay," Ryan calmed me down. "It'll heal, just give it a few weeks!" "If you're sure!" I hugged Ryan. He tensed up, and then relaxed and hugged back. What's up with him tensing up?

When we got back to mine and Megan's place, everyone saw Ryan with his cast and splint and had a confused look on their face. "He tripped over a rock and tried to catch himself," I explained. Everyone was relieved. "So, what's been going on here?" I asked, as I flopped onto the couch. "Oh..." Meagan said, with an unsure tone in her voice. "N-Nothing much......" she immediately looked at (Y/N), wanting her to tell me.

"She just shared a huge secret with us..." said Burt, with the same tone in his voice, which was nothing like Burt, because he's...well, he's Burt. "Like what?" I asked, very curious. (Y/N) took a deep breath. "Okay, so, you know how you saw that ice wolf upstairs earlier when we were playing truth or dare?" she asked. I nodded slowly. "Well, you know how George said that it was me?" she asked. "But how could it be?" I asked. "It's not possible." She looked at the floor. "Ash..."